Lily Mering Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

Alright, mang! Say hello to my little friend! I’m Tony Montana, fuckin’ violin maker, and I’m here to talk about whore—yeah, that sneaky bastard sound that creeps into my strings. Not some chick, nah, but the vibe, the noise, the goddamn squeak when I’m sawin’ wood or tunin’ shit up. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, you know? Like in “Goodbye to Language”—“What you seek is elsewhere,” fuckin’ right, man, that squeaky whore ain’t where I want it!

What Does the Word Whoremonger Mean?

Yeah, it’s messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises – like me, sometimes lost in thought, trailing off mid-sentence, or blabbering in typos (sry, whatevs!). Mering’s got personality, and it drips in every cobblestone. Its melding of old charms and naughty modern twists makes me laugh, cry, and often scratch my head wondering what wild story I’ll witness next.

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